Ke Xue: He mastered the steel-cutting divine skill at the start.

With continuous practice, his swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds. Although he had only a limited number of moves, his mastery of power was unparalleled.

In the outside world, even if an ordinary person spent their entire life cultivating, it would be difficult to achieve this level of power control!

This made him feel quite proud. If he had reached this level in his previous life, he could have become a grandmaster!

However, this only applies to the mind; the brain can already do these things. But for the body in the real world to achieve this level, there is still a long way to go in terms of training.

Once you have absolute control over your power and a far-sighted vision, then practicing swordsmanship will be as easy as reading a book on the palm of your hand.

After an unknown amount of time, everything in the world of consciousness suddenly collapsed.

He immediately plunged me into an unprecedented panic, ten times more terrifying than falling into a coma.

Because he was already familiar with this world, its sudden collapse filled him with immense unease and fear.

Consciousness began to struggle violently!

At this moment, the body in the real world finally opened its eyes and saw everything unfamiliar!

New book: A tiny seedling, please support me, please do everything!!

Chapter Two: The Divine Skill of Cutting Steel

Miyazaki Yu lay on the bed, sorting through her somewhat chaotic memories.

This was the first thing he did after waking up: to intentionally close the door to his memories. However, after returning to reality, the feeling of having complete control over his memories diminished.

So he still needs some time to adjust.

There was a stainless steel thermos on the bedside table. The thermos was quite large, filled with a full 1.5 liters of warm water. He opened it and drank all the warm water, and only then did he feel a little better, and his strength slowly returned.

The body's parents died in a car accident many years ago, and he has been living alone for several years. After learning this, Miyazaki Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he is a new life that has merged with a soul, he is still dominated by his former soul. In his previous life, he was a middle-aged man in his thirties. If he had parents in their forties, it would be quite awkward.

However, Miyazaki Hayao's experience was truly unfortunate.

Although the original owner's parents had passed away long ago, they left behind a considerable inheritance. The original owner's father was the owner of a kendo dojo that was about to go bankrupt.

The inheritance left by the two after their deaths was enough to cover their expenses.

However, the dojo's business completely declined, since there was no longer a master to teach kendo, and naturally no one came to learn from a young boy.

However, the dojo was large enough that the original owner of this body was doing quite well.

However, something bad happened later. The dojo's location was too good, and it was going to be demolished in the new plan.

Every Chinese person has a deep connection to the word "demolition and relocation," as it represents a new era's wealth-generating secret.

Countless people have reached the pinnacle of their lives by relying on the word "demolition," and there are even countless cases of people writing the word "fold" on their own walls to make girls think that their homes have been demolished, thus successfully finding girlfriends.

In summary, his dojo became highly sought after and suddenly became a valuable asset.

As a result, members of the underworld came to harass them. Ultimately, they wanted to buy the large dojo at a low price before it was demolished.

However, the original owner was very stubborn, believing that the dojo was a legacy left by her parents, so she refused to sell it no matter what, and even had a conflict with them.

The original owner of this body was quite brave. He fought against more than a dozen thugs by himself, wielding only a bamboo knife. Having cultivated swordsmanship since childhood, he was quite capable and single-handedly beat the thugs until they were crying for their parents.

However, since there were more of them, one of the thugs attacked him from behind, hitting him hard on the back of the head with a baseball bat, causing a severe concussion and plunging him into a deep coma.

When I woke up now, it all seemed like a long time had passed.

His gaze fell on the photo on the bedside table. It was a picture of the original owner of the body and his parents. He looked about seven or eight years old, with a bright smile on his face.

Miyazaki Yu lay down for a while longer until she slowly cleared her thoughts.

He can finally move around again!

Trapped in a pale world, everything seemed to be imprisoned.

Although he was still relatively young in his previous life, he was in his thirties and had been smoking and drinking all the time, and frequently had to attend to various complicated social events, which caused his health to deteriorate.

Later, he developed lung cancer, and his cough was so severe that he almost coughed his lungs out.

Those who haven't experienced that feeling can't imagine how comfortable it is to be able to breathe peacefully!

Only those who have experienced aging and illness know how wonderful it is to have a young and healthy body.

He felt as if he possessed inexhaustible energy, a feeling that almost made him burst out laughing.

Suppressing his laughter, he let out a low, whimpering sound, just like a villain in a movie plotting something.

He now sits in the dimly lit room, exuding a villainous aura.

He was given a second life!

Only through loss can we learn to cherish. If someone asks what is most precious to a person...

The reborn Miyazaki Yu would undoubtedly answer without hesitation: "Life, only life is the most precious thing!"

Some people refer to death as "gone," but there is a profound terror between life and death. Only those who have truly experienced life and death can feel the horror of death. When one's existence is gradually erased, that is truly "gone!"

This feeling must never come again!

Miyazaki Yu got out of bed, drew back the curtains, and looked out at the tall buildings and tiny pedestrians on the street.

A strange light gleamed in his eyes: "Since even rebirth has happened, then perhaps immortality is also possible. Moreover, this world seems to be more interesting than I imagined!"

When I first inherited the original owner's emotional memories, I seemed to discover something extraordinary: this world was no longer the world I was familiar with.

Although Japan still exists, it seems to be a parallel world of fantasy, and the course of its history is quite strange.

Miyazaki Yu glanced back at the alarm clock on the bedside table; it was only 5:30 in the morning, and the sky was still not fully bright.

The excitement of being a newborn made it impossible for him to fall asleep.

He is currently staying at the familiar dojo, which suggests that although he is in a coma, the dojo has not been taken over.

Stepping out of the neon-lit room, I opened the door and went outside. The area outside was quite spacious, as this was the dojo's training room.

The entire hall was empty but very clean, with only a few bamboo knives on a few iron racks.

Miyazaki Yu picked up a bamboo sword and stood in a stance, which was not really a fancy way of standing, but just a posture for calming the mind.

Slowly inhale and exhale, letting the joy of rebirth settle down, and calming yourself down from the excitement.

All the anxiety and ecstasy vanish without a trace in this one posture.

This was his habit in the pale world of unconsciousness; whenever he felt he couldn't hold on any longer, he would stand quietly with his sword in hand.

As long as I stand here with my sword in hand, all my emotions can be instantly calmed down.

Take a deep breath in and out, and a deep sense of comfort washes over you!

With each breath, the airflow is like a miniature hurricane, passing through the nasal cavity, trachea, and lungs, bringing a comfortable friction sensation, and the blood vessels expand and contract with each breath.

Fresh, oxygenated blood provides nutrients for the activities of the internal organs, and then circulates throughout the body with the remaining oxygen and nutrients supplied by the internal organs.

The muscles, skin, and bones are gently stimulated, and finally, waste gas is exhaled through the mouth and nose, creating a feeling as if the body is being cleansed from the inside out.

This young body is truly amazing, although the muscles around the body have atrophied somewhat due to the long period of coma.

However, this body has a very good foundation and is truly full of vitality.

Every pulse, when compared, is so clear and moving; it's the feeling of life, with every organ in the body rejoicing.

In Miyazaki Hane's young body, he could clearly feel the beating of his heart, the breathing of his lungs, the emptiness of his stomach and the peristalsis of his intestines, as well as the flow of blood throughout his body.

In his consciousness, he can build models of things that are clearly conscious, and now he is doing so with activity.

The model of the body in consciousness begins to become clearer, corresponding to every change in the physical body.

Synchronized breathing, synchronized heartbeats, synchronized blood flow. Then, under Miyazaki Yu's intentional or unintentional guidance, the virtual body model and the real body merged into one.

Now, my body is like the sword that was in my consciousness; I have finally taken control of it!

At this moment, his aura rose, and if anyone saw his appearance, they would see that his skin was slightly red due to intense excitement.

Moreover, a faint mist was emanating from each pore.

My whole body was like a pot of boiling water, rising up!

As this aura rose, he inexplicably swung the bamboo knife in his hand!

The bamboo sword flashed, and a faint, deep sound seemed to explode, followed by a powerful gust of wind invisible to the naked eye.

The iron rack holding the bamboo knives was instantly split in two!

The bamboo knife did not actually come into contact with the iron frame!

This sword strike was like a thunderclap!

With a single strike, steel shatters; this sword is called Steel Cutter!

To cut iron with a bamboo knife—that swordsmanship is truly divine!

Chapter 3 Ran Mouri

The sword strikes like a dragon, cutting through metal and iron!

Boom—, the moment the sword was swung, it was as if a clap of thunder sounded in the air.

In reality, the room was quiet. This was the moment when his power exploded, and he concentrated all his strength on the sword's edge!

And he strikes with incredible speed and power, combining speed, ferocity, and skill!

A strong gust of wind surged from the tip of the bamboo sword, which could be understood as something like an air blade, caused by the concentrated and intense gust of wind!

Moreover, steel itself has its own vulnerable moments. Steel also breathes, and this moment is when steel is most vulnerable!

The sword energy generated by this strike cleaved the sturdy iron frame in two!

Looking at the iron frame again was even more shocking!

Where the iron frame was cut open, a smooth cross-section appeared, as smooth as a mirror, reflecting a person's image.

At this moment, Miyazaki Yu felt a soft and gentle sensation all over her body, as if she were soaking in warm water inside and out.

Every breath of fresh air is not just inhaled into the lungs, but directly into every cell of the body.

It wasn't just my nose breathing; every pore on my body seemed to be inhaling and exhaling in a certain rhythm.

With a single sword strike, the steel found its rhythmic breath; the moment the sword was drawn, its weakness was instantly discovered. With a single, seemingly effortless slash, the iron frame was instantly severed!